Page 89 of Alliance
His groan deepened into a chest-rattling growl. When he spoke, it was barely speech. "Not fair."
I grinned into his fur. Perhaps there weresomeparts of my digital self that I liked. For example, my dirty talk protocols. I drew on several of my verbal sequences with natural ease. "Please? I want to see my hunter’s cock weeping now that it’s claimed me."
Fásach pushed up onto his knees, palms gliding down my thighs as he pushed my pants and boots off into the soft soil. He stared down at me with hunger and desperation, his ears turned back as he warred with himself. I reached for his waist with my restrained arms but could only barely reach the hem of his performance briefs and the outline of the tip of his cock.
"What a sweet puppy, so concerned for me," I breathed, tugging the edge of his briefs into my fingers. "Don't you want to relieve my need? Sweet, sweet Fásach...MyFásach. Such a good boy."
His eyelids lowered with lust, hypnotized by the seductive purr of my voice. He pinched his claws around the back of one ofmy knees, icy blue irises darkening to lavender in the red glow of the jungle.
Then he slid his other hand into his briefs and withdrew his near-black cock, tugging on the length so it emerged fully from its velvety pocket. He was heavy and thick, with a slightly wider bulge in the center that weighed down his shaft and made me salivate. I swallowed, lips parting, as he aimed the scalloped head with its bright red underside towards me. He squeezed silvery precum from the tip, and it glistened as he swiped around the edge, making the red more vibrant.
"Oh," I sighed, wide-eyed and breathless. My cheeks bristled, and I felt hungry.Actuallyhungry. Not because my atomic clock told me it was time to ingest calories, but because my pussy ached, sensitive to the friction of my underwear.
"Wet your mouth and stick out your tongue," Fásach growled.
I did, summoning spit until my tongue was drowning in it. When I opened my mouth and curled the appendage over my bottom lip, I kept his eye. He leaned his weight on a palm over my heart and slid two fingers between my lips.
His claws touched the back of my throat as he petted the pad of my tongue and dampened his fingers with my saliva. A string of drool connected my tongue to his knuckles as the digits returned to his cock and wet its length.
"Again," he ordered, that aggressive crease appearing between his eyes. He licked his teeth to calm his snarl but was unable to tame it down as he fisted his cock and pumped with a satisfying wet noise.
"Claim my mouth," I begged. "I'll get you nice and slick."
"No," he snapped, closing my windpipe with his hand. I gasped as my heart punched against his grip. "Let me see how wet your cunt is. The scent is driving me insane."
I struggled to bend my hand into the crux of my legs but managed, walking my fingertips along the edge of my underwear until I could strain to pull them to the side. My wet pussy met the air and clenched as Fásach pressed his tongue against one long fang.
"Touch yourself,thuais."
More than anything, hearing that word in his guttural chuckle made my clit tingle. I pressed down on it experimentally, enjoying the pulse it elicited. Fásach slid his tight fist from tip to base and exhaled with a shudder, the red ring of his cockhead swelling as he watched my fingers pinch and tug on myself.
"Am I?" I asked against the weight of his hand, heart sprinting. Fásach's gaze broke away from my sex to my face, but neither of us stopped touching ourselves. His brow creased as he realized what he'd said out loud. Then he nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing with emotion.
"Yes," he rasped. He bowed his head with a pleading grimace. "Please have me. Sweet melody, I'm already yours if you will."
"Then..." Compelled by something deep within my soul, I mirrored the words of the hunt. "I offer myself to the hunter that loves me."
Fásach's chest stuttered, and his hand faltered with emotion.
He fell upon me with a resonant growl, ripping straight through the ropes to free me. He slid his hand beneath the small of my back as I wrapped my arms around his hackles, clutching his fur in a punishing grip as his shoulders curled over my face. Then he sheathed himself inside my body and all of my protocols left my mind.
Now that I knew what he looked like, I felt the added stretch of his girth, the petal-like edges of the head as it rubbedagainst my channel. He leaned his weight on one forearm while the other churned my hips against his cock. On instinct, I fastened my teeth around the meat of his shoulder, and his voice broke on a seductively helpless whine. He pressed his forehead into the needle, horns scraping into the neon green paint.
The deep, thorough piston of his shaft sent me over the edge within moments, rubbing a heat and pressure into my channel that exploded in fireworks each time the hilt of his hip bones battered my inner thighs. He faltered as I constricted around him and lost my breath. I wrapped my ankles around his waist to keep my thighs from shaking, and he pulled back his face to watch my expression crack apart in ecstasy. As I tilted my head to the sky, he placed a breathless kiss to my chin.
"Thank you," he murmured.
"Come for me," I gasped as his cock swelled. I was so over sensitized from my own orgasm that goosebumps rose on my arms with each thrust. He bared his teeth against my skin, and a moan was pulled straight out of his lungs by force. Hot pressure filled my channel where there wasn't any room to fit.
Long moments later, Fásach withdrew and captured his seed in a waxy leaf. He set it off the sled along the side of the path, then bent his head between my legs and ran his tongue over my swollen sex with a sated hum. I righted my pants with clumsy fingers once he was done, and he helped me sit, careful to cradle my head in his palm.
When a familiar weight at the back of my neck followed after me, I gasped and clutched the power cable still plugged into my neck.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked, freezing.
"No!" My finger skated over the jack's fittings, which were warm from charging. "I-I shouldn't be to do anything while I'm charging. That's all."
[Inquiry] How was I able to override one of my highest-priority safety protocols? Had my reboot reset some integral part of my system?
